Recovering from another shitstorm created by me...
Another tale of denial,
untold to me.
Another page in the book goes unread.
Patience with myself tempers my "dis-ease" of addiction;
Breaking down to the root of a tree I cannot reach.
I'm loyal to a fault....
Here I am still fighting an invisible force that consumed me,
Spinning me into a chaotic reality that was,
oh so familiar;
yet I couldn't seem to comprehend...
I realized my tools were as unsharpened as the knife in my back piercing my heart.
Instantly I felt the need to simplify.
Just as the morning fog disappeared,
so did the need to complicate.
-I'm an addict in recovery praying for peace!
-SAM HAM I AM-
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